At that moment, Huo Lin had already brought Jiang Lang to the summit of the altar.
Ahead, the blazing Sacred Fire burned like a mountain of fire piercing the clouds. Standing beneath this giant mountain of fire, a person felt incomparably small, like an ant.
"Master, this is the Sacred Fire." Looking at the Sacred Fire, Huo Lin's eyes were filled with deep adoration and awe as it spoke. "The Sacred Fire was transformed from a single drop of the Fire God's blood in ancient times."
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